Okay people! This is a poem from Ken's point of view. What if the digidestined never forgave him? This answers that question.
It's Only Fair
They won't
forgive me.
They still
think I'm a monster.
Maybe
they're not wrong.
I was sick.
Maybe I
still am.
They have a
right not to trust me.
I'd do
anything for a second chance.
The only
person that hasn't given up on me is Wormon.
I don't
even know why he's still with me.
Even if
they do forgive me, will I be able to forgive myself?
No. There was no excuse for what I did.
I've tried
to find someone to blame, but I can't.
Becoming the
digimon emperor was my choice.
My own
sick, twisted, choice.
Have I really
changed?
Have I found
my heart?
Or am I just
imagining it all?
I think I've
changed, but have I?
If I have,
why won't these memories go away?
Maybe,
their there to remind me of how someone can change.
Just like I
did.
Whether the
digidestined forgive me or not, won't matter.
After all,
it's only fair.